Fate Chooses

Chapter 21: A beginning to a Wonderful Date

ALLANA'S P.O.V.

"Whats wrong?" Sam asks, taking the pillow off of my face. I sigh, and tell her what just happened and whats going on in the war in my head right now.

"Oh. I see." She mumbles. I sit up and look at her.

"Yeah." I sigh.

"Well do you like Harry?" She asks, looking me in the eye. I pause, thinking it over.

"Well, he is attractive."

"Yes, yes he is." She points out. I ignore her a bit.

"Yeah, okay. And also I told him about the whole Liam and Zayn situation, and also when I got up he looked hurt and confused." I mumble, falling back onto the bed.

"You, are in a pickle, my friend." She said, getting up to grab her brush. She brushes her hair out, and I sit up.

"Thanks for pointing that out, Captain Obvious." I say sarcastically. She turns towards me, and glares at me.

"Well someone's starting their 'gift of the month' soon." She mumbles. I groan.

"Shut up." I mumble, falling back onto the bed. "And I am not. I have a few more weeks. I am just confused."

"I see."

"Yes, now, help." I plead. She looks at me, and puts down her brush.

"You need to go on your date with Liam." She sighs. "Now, out. I need to take a nap. You aren't a very quiet sleeper." She says, pushing me out of her room. "Go take a nap yourself. You need it." I sigh, and go to my room. I close my door, and lay down. I take out my phone, texting Louis.

TO LOUIS:

Hey what r u doing?

Beep!

FROM LOUIS:

NM, bored. Hbu?

TO LOUIS:

Same. Sam told me to take a nap, but I can't.

Beep!

FROM LOUIS:

Ya the lads told me to do that too. They all are asleep. Do you want to go on a walk?

TO LOUIS:

yeah, meet me downstairs.

Beep!

FROM LOUIS:

okay.

Putting my phone back into my pocket, walking out of my room, to the downstairs. I sit on the couch, waiting. Louis soon comes down, and pulls me up. We walk out the door, down to the shore of the beach.

"Are you alright?" Louis asks. I look at him.

"Yeah, why?" I lie.

"You are lying." He states. "Whats wrong?" I sigh, giving up.

"Promise you won't tell anyone." I warn.

"Promise."

"Okay, so on the date, with Zayn, when we came to the hotel, we, um, kissed." I mumble, looking up to him. His eyes are like a deer's in headlights.

"Wow." He says, shocked. "How do you feel about him?"

"I like him, a lot. I also like Liam a lot, too."

"I see." He said.

"And also Harry is acting a bit strange around me lately." I mumble.

"Don't pay attention to him." He says, and I look at him. "He is just jealous that he doesn't have a girl falling for him right now. I can relate to that."